pantoum. i crave you like oxygen, like evidence i seek you like drugs, like good advice dreaming naked and dripping with significance the cake's on the table and ready to slice. i seek you like drugs, like good advice and it's no accident i think of you nightly the cake's on the table and ready to slice kissing scarecrows makes them more sprightly. and it's no accident i think of you nightly resisting the urge to howl out your name kissing scarecrows makes them more sprightly slip on your gas mask and prepare for the game. resisting the urge to howl out your name dreaming naked and dripping with significance slip on your gas mask and prepare for the game i crave you like oxygen, like evidence.
i'd rather sail the void than swim it, rather dance with devils than meet them in the park, i'd rather walk away from the fight than bring it, rather burn it from both ends than live in the dark. i'd rather play the bitch card than let the fuckers win, rather take my chances on one almighty spin, yes i'm throwing all my chances on one almighty spin.
around the corner who knows. uncle graham is getting older. the wheels turn my leg's keep peddling. uncle graham needs an operation. distance separates, but memories connect. uncle graham's been put on morphine. the sum of my parts takes on all comers. i'm visiting uncle graham next sunday.
before sunrise there is a serenity and no confusion. i wake absorbing the calm, walk outside where the nightbirds are losing their melancholia. the air is harder to breathe because everything good must be fought for. the atmosphere touches my skin as the sky lightens and opens an embrace to the potential.